Staying in the camp sounds good, but for those who are not strong enough, this is a good thing that money cannot buy.
Wang Xu didn't think so. Why did he come uninvited? He just wanted to gain a reputation and go back.
If you stay in the camp, you won't be able to gain reputation.
Even if Meng Xianlin had good intentions and only regarded him as an ordinary scholar and did not want him to die in the melee, Wang Xu could not agree.
After all, he is not an ordinary scholar. Huo Qubing used his fifth-level strength to kill several sixth-level demon gods, which shocked the whole world.
Although Wang Xu dare not say that he can kill the sixth level at this time, he can at least be on par with each other. He is no worse than the heads of the saints' families, and he is not necessarily weaker than the Bodhisattvas and Heavenly Masters.
"Meng..."
Before Wang Xu could say anything else, Meng Xianlin and his party turned into light and left.
Among them, the head of the Zhuge family, who was born in the Zhuge family, released eight formations and took away a million troops in one go. Soon, only the empty camp was left in the entire camp, as well as some old, weak, sick and disabled people who were responsible for guarding the camp.
Just as Wang Xuzhi was about to fly away, the general who stayed behind at the camp, a fifth-level scholar from the Ministry of War, stopped him and said, "Wang Xuzhi, Elder Meng and all the other gentlemen, didn't they ask you to stay at the camp?
Where are you going? You came here uninvited, why are you still ignoring military orders, coming and leaving whenever you want?"
Wang Xu: "..."
Looking at the retreating light, Wang Xu looked helpless. This was nothing, he really wasn't here to cause trouble.
Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, in the end, Wang Xu failed to catch up in this battle to annihilate the White Lotus Sect.
I heard that the war broke out in the hinterland of Jiaozhou. The head of the Zhuge family carried eight formations and contained millions of armored soldiers. As soon as he appeared, he pointed directly at the core of the White Lotus Sect.
The five Taoist heavenly masters led the heretic masters to the Nine Heavens, and the five Buddhist Bodhisattvas also led the demon masters into the underworld.
A group of monks from the White Lotus Sect met the Confucian masters headed by Meng Xianlin head-on. Even though they were a hundred thousand miles away, Wang Xu could still clearly see the terrifying literary energy erupting from the Wen Sheng Zhi Bao.
In terms of momentum alone, even the battle between the five Taoist heavenly masters and the heretic masters in the outer world was not even a tenth.
The leader of the White Lotus Sect is truly a person who is not weak to the four emperors of Taoism and the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism and Taoism.
But holding Meng Sheng's cultural treasure, Meng Xianlin, as a great scholar, fought against the White Lotus leader and the White Lotus Saint one against two.
Although the White Lotus Saint at that time had just restored her sixth-level status, she did not seem to be the same.
With one against two, Meng Xianlin actually had the absolute upper hand, and the two of them had no temper at all.
Wang Xu used the Haotian Mirror in the Jiangnan camp to watch the entire battle, and secretly sighed as he watched.
Between the sixth level and the seventh level, there is no way to judge by reason.
In the Tianwu Continent, a fifth-level Holy Lord holding a seventh-level imperial weapon would kill a sixth-level Holy Emperor like butchering a dog.
In the world of Confucianism, the fifth-level Confucian scholar relied on the seventh-level Literary Saint's Supreme Treasure to defeat the invincible leader of the White Lotus Sect in the sixth level.
You must know that Meng Xianlin is from the Meng family, and Meng Sheng is just a pseudo-sage. Strictly speaking, he is not the seventh level, but a sixth level master who has mastered his own way, an invincible existence that can attack the seventh level.
If this were the head of the Confucius family, what would it be like if the contemporary Duke Yan came out and took action with the Confucius treasure.
That picture is terrifying when I imagine it. No wonder Confucianism has never seen a sage-level existence in these years, and Buddhism and Taoism still dare not make mistakes.
Taoist saints and Buddhist saints have no heirs. The treasures they left in the sect, because they have no blood relatives to activate them, are not as powerful as those activated by their descendants. Every time they are activated, the user's vitality will be severely damaged, and it is not critical.
The key cannot be used.
On the contrary, the situation of Confucianism is much better. On weekdays, incense is used for worship. If necessary, the current head of the family and the person with the strongest blood are invited to come out.
The treasure has a spirit and will not harm the owner's descendants. It is also willing to be activated, and it has at least one-tenth of the power it had in its heyday.
One-tenth of the qualities of a saint would be much more terrifying to a non-saint.
At least, Wang Xu changed himself into the leader of the White Lotus, and realized that he could not withstand a single blow.
If you want to resist, you must at least be promoted to a sage, find your own way, and then evolve the nameless golden book into a sage treasure.
Only then did he have the strength to compete with the heads of these saintly families.
Meng Xianlin's strength is average, at the top level within the fifth level, and it is not enough to fight against the sixth level. But with Meng Sheng's treasure in hand, beating the White Lotus leader is like an adult beating a child.
With one move, he shattered the White Lotus Leader's protective treasure lotus platform.
Two moves to shatter the body of the White Lotus Cult Master.
With three moves, the White Lotus Saint who wanted to save others was vomited blood and escaped.
Four moves shattered the soul of the leader of the White Lotus.
With only four moves, the leader of the White Lotus sect fell directly, and the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus left without a trace. A large number of White Lotus sect masters were either killed under the encirclement and suppression by the Confucianists, or knelt down and asked to surrender.
Looking towards Meng Xianlin, I saw that he was holding Meng Sheng's Treasure, and there was still an unfinished meaning in his eyes, as if he was saying I didn't exert any force, why did you fall down.
"No wonder he looks down on me. This old guy's own strength is average, but it's like cheating when he gets the Meng Sheng Treasure. Sure enough, I'm still young."
Witnessing the death of the White Lotus Cult Leader, Wang Xu felt powerful for a moment.
I originally wanted to gain reputation in the annihilation of the White Lotus Sect, but now I see that there is no need to gain reputation, and I will be playing a supporting role for Meng Xianlin.
But what does the White Lotus Saint have to do with him? Seeing the White Lotus Saint escaping, Wang Xu was a little confused for a moment.
It doesn't matter, the acquaintance that day was not fake.
It's related, but why hasn't Saint White Lotus met him in the past six years?
Wang Xu had not taken the initiative to look for the White Lotus Saint in these years, but she was obviously avoiding him, as if she didn't want to meet him at all.
After going back and forth, Wang Xu became more curious about the true identity of the White Lotus Saint.
"The leader of the White Lotus was killed, the heretic monks retreated, and the demon monks also fled. There was even a demon god who joined the Buddhist side under the instigation of Lingji Bodhisattva. It was a great victory no matter what. After this battle, the White Lotus Sect had no leader.
I don’t have to think about showing my face anymore for ten thousand years, and it’s time for me to leave..."
Wang Xu made up his mind, glanced at the south of Jiaozhou, and flew towards Ziyang Academy.
The next time he comes back, it will be for the barbarians. Now that he has become a great scholar, it is time to implement the policy of pacifying the barbarians.
Ziyang Academy...
"My name is Wang Xu, also named Xu Zhi, and I was the number one scholar in the 24th year of Tian Ping.
Today, I am running a school in the south of the Yangtze River. I do not seek to help the world, but only seek to rebuild the people.
In the land south of the Yangtze River, the Bailian Rebellion has begun, and many people in the two states of Jiao and Jing have been displaced. My heart aches when I see this.
I sincerely ask the Emperor to allow me to gather the people as soldiers and garrison the fields.
This farmland can relieve the suffering of the people from being displaced, and can train soldiers to prepare for the southern expedition.
The land of the Southern Barbarians is mostly swamps, mountains, and dense forests. The people of Jiaozhou are as good as the plains when entering the mountains and forests, and they know more about how to avoid mosquitoes, rats, and ants. If Your Majesty wishes to use troops against the Southern Barbarians, the Jiaozhou soldiers will be second to none.
At that time, I left three strategies for Ping Man in the Jinluan Palace. Now that I have seen them, I can implement them.
If your Majesty allows it, I am willing to train troops for your Majesty, send troops south to attack the barbarians, and make some contributions.
In addition, after many years of cultivation, I discovered that there are three beneficial crops, one is corn, one is sweet potato, and one is potato. The yield per mu is three times better than corn and five times better than millet rice. With these three treasures, hungry people will have no worries.
I am willing to use the Three Treasures as food and implement farming in Jiaozhou. After three years, we will have tens of millions of Dans of food. The new army will be successful and we can start the southern expedition."
Wang Xu sat at home, picked up his pen and began to write a letter to the emperor of the day.
I believe that with Pingman Ce, three high-yield crops, and the teacher's support in the court, and with his current strength and reputation, it is not difficult to get a field training position.
After three years, the new army will be trained and ready to march to the south.
When the time comes, he will naturally have to be the leader, and he cannot train new recruits. In the end, they will have to be commanded by others.
Not to mention that he didn't agree, neither did the new soldiers he trained. The Southern Expedition was related to Wang Xu's path to becoming a sage, and he would be in trouble with anyone who dared to interfere.